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“…No.”

Of course, he knew that man was crazy. What disciple of Mount Hua doesn’t know that that bastard is crazy?

But even crazy has its limits. He never imagined he would be this insane.

‘No, still….’

Until now, he thought there was always some calculation behind the mad things this guy did. He never imagined he would be completely without a plan…

“…Crazy bastard.”

This is what Yoon Jong said. If those words came from his mouth, that said it all. Just how dire the situation that unfolded in front of them was was proven by Baek Cheon, who had collapsed, and Yoo Iseol, who was lying next to him with her head on the floor like an exhausted cat.

‘It would be more sensible to stick your head in a tiger’s mouth and scream to be eaten!’

At that moment, Tang Soso muttered in a voice as if her spirit had left her.

“That lunatic… If he wants to die, just die alone. Why drag us into it…”

Jo-Gol was startled and looked back. Even though it is Mount Hua Sect with no ups or downs, calling a Sahyung lunatic was a bit… Yun Jong heard it, so he might get angry…

“That’s what I’m saying!”

Nope. Oh, he must have been very angry with Sahyung.

And it seems that Mount Hua’s disciples were not the only ones exhausted by Chung Myung’s crazy actions.

“I…”

Everyone’s gaze turned to where the voice had come from. If it had been someone else’s voice, they wouldn’t have had the strength to turn their head, but even in this situation, they couldn’t ignore Jang Ilso’s reaction.

Jang Ilso, who was keeping his back straight as if he could not bear to collapse like the disciples of Mount Hua, had an expression of bewilderment on his face. His gaze was focused on Chung Myung walking towards them.

“I thought I was the craziest person in Kangho…”

“….”

“There was someone worse.”

After hearing those words, Mount Hua’s disciples looked at each other with faces that could neither cry nor laugh. They never thought there would come a moment when they would sympathize with Jang Ilso’s words.

Jang Ilso’s face, which looked a little paler than usual, seemed to show that what he said a moment ago was not just a joke.

In contrast, the face of approaching Chung Myung was calm, as if everything was someone else’s business. He looked at Baek Cheon and the group again and clicked his tongue.

“Wow, if anyone sees it, they’ll think you’ve done something great. Why are you all sitting down like this!”

“Hey, you…”

“Siju… Siju, please just go far away and die. Please…”

The disciples of Mount Hua, who had no strength left to shout, just swore in feeble voices.

Still, Baek Cheon, trying to maintain some dignity, was the first to stagger to his feet and asked.

“How….”

“Huh?”

“What happened? Why did that guy just turn around and leave so obediently?”

He could vaguely hear the conversation, but since he had no prior knowledge, he couldn’t understand it at all.

“Well, it’s not that big of a deal….”

Chung Myung’s gaze slowly landed on Jang Ilso.

“I’ll tell you later.”

Baek Cheon, understanding the implication, was about to nod when Jang Ilso spoke up with a tone of disappointment.

“Still, I thought we were comrades who fought together. Wouldn’t it break my heart if you ostracized me so blatantly?”

The voice was so gentle it almost sounded friendly, but Chung Myung’s reaction was nothing short of cold.

“There will never be a moment when I’d consider bastard like you a comrade.”

“I’d like to say that’s a harsh response… But yes, watching what you do, I think it might be better for me as well.”

Jang Ilso said with a slightly strange look in his eyes. Then, voices of agreement flowed from all over.

“That’s right.”

“…Honestly, I feel sorry about this.”

“I apologize.”

“What, these bastards?”

Chung Myung glared at Mount Hua’s disciples who agreed with Jang Ilso’s words.

Jang Ilso opened his mouth.

“This guy called Heavenly Demon they are waiting for….”

Everyone’s atmoshpere changed completely when the word ” Heavenly Demon” suddenly appeared. Jang Ilso opened his mouth gravely, with his eyes still fixed on Chung Myung.

“It seems he doesn’t just fall from the sky but resurrects from someone’s body, doesn’t he?”

Chung Myung glared at Jang Ilso with cold eyes. But Jang Ilso just raised the corners of his red mouth and received the gaze.

“And Magyo has no way of confirming that the resurrected person is Heavenly Demon until he or she realizes their true self. So… they don’t dare kill anyone?”

Chung Myung did not bother to answer. But in the current situation, is there any clearer answer than silence? Jang Ilso’s eyes held a strange light.

“So, does that mean… this Heavenly Demon has already been resurrected and he may be living without even knowing that he is Heavenly Demon? Here in Jungwon?”

Chung Myung’s eyes grew fiercer. Then Jang Ilso chuckled softly.

“If you stare at me with those eyes, I can’t help but feel more confident.”

Chung Myung gritted his teeth as if the teeth was trembling at Jang Ilso and then sighed. It was Jang Ilso, not just any other guy, and he saw the whole situation with his own eyes, so no matter what Chung Myung says, no words would sway him.

“Nothing is certain.”

Chung Myung spoke in a low voice.

“Maybe he’s already been resurrected, or maybe he’s not even born yet. Or, he didn’t show himself even though he already realized his true self.”

“….”

“The problem is that no one can know.”

Jang Ilso nodded as if he had roughly understood.

“Resurrection…”

He mused for a moment and then sighed lightly.

“You believe such a ridiculous story. Those crazy fanatics, and you, crazier than those fanatics.”

Chung Myung didn’t bother to respond.

There was no reason to make him understand, and he had no confidence in making Jang Ilso understand. If Chung Myung hadn’t gone through the process of being reborn, he would have dismissed all these words as nonsense, just like Jang Ilso.

Jang Ilso’s eyes scanned the place where Heavenly Murderer had been and the land where traces of Dan Jagang remained.

“However… It’s too hard to just dismiss those words as a madman’s nonsense… Those crazy people are not ordinary crazy people.”

Jang Ilso clearly felt the power of Heavenly Murderer himself.

Dan Jagang alone is a powerhouse unlike any he had faced before. However, Heavenly Murderer had the power to trample even that Dan Jagang in one fell swoop. To put it plainly, at this point in time, there is no one in Kangho who can compete with Heavenly Murderer.

‘What if that power and the power of the cultists I saw combined?’

The grand task of conquering Jungwon does not seem that difficult. At least it was a much more realistic story than the dream Jang Ilso is currently harbored.

But neither Heavenly Murderer nor Magyo moves.

Someone who could grab everything with a mere thought was gnawing away at their own life in some remoute outskirts. Solely for the sake of faith.

Because it was Ilso, and no one else but Jang Ilso, he could understand how absurd this situation was.

The strong are a mass of self-consciousness. No matter how innately talented one is, tremendous effort is required to turn that talent into tangible power.

Therefore, a strong person who, through an arduous process, obtains the power of martial art that will overwhelm the world, becomes the embodiment of self-love that is difficult to understand with the common sense of ordinary person.

For a strong being like Heavenly Murderer, it would not be surprising if his enormous self-consciousness overflowed throughout Jungwon. However, rather than trying to overcome the Heavenly Demon using his strength, he throws away everything he can easily obtain at any time and just waits for the return of Heavenly Demon.

Like a loyal dog that protects a home after its owner has left.

‘Is this really possible?’

Impossible. No, it shouldn’t be possible. There is only one situation where that is possible.

Jang Ilso looked around at everyone with curious eyes.

“So, this guy Heavenly Demon….”

Everyone held their breath as his voice took on a sinister tone.

“Can even turn that monster into a dog that protects an ownerless house.”

Anyone who lives in Kangho cannot fail to hear the two words Heavenly Demon. The name is a symbol of strength and a culmination of fear.

However, the one sentence Jang Ilso uttered was more powerful than any expression they had ever heard about Heavenly Demon.

“Beyond loyalty, submission…. No, it goes beyond submission to the point where they can offer themselves as a sacrifice.”

Jang Ilso burst into cynical laughter.

Not even Jang Ilso of the world has ever subjugated someone to such perfection. Even if he left a message that he would be resurrected after his death, would Red Dogs be able to wait for him for a hundred years?

Could those murder-crazed lunatics endure a life of long-suffering patience, holed up in an outskirts like monks devoted to Dharma?

‘Ridiculous.’

But what kind of deeds would it take to make someone like Heavenly Murderer, not Red Dogs, succumb in such a way?

No one dared to speak.

They fought Dan Jagang, and they faced Heavenly Murderer. But at this moment, it seemed as if the colossal shadow of Heavenly Demon, something they had never encountered before, was pressing down on everyone here.

Jang Ilso’s eyes drew a strange line.

“That guy could be living somewhere here unaware of his true self….”

Jang Ilso slowly shook his head.

“Even for a joke, that’s a bit much.”

Everything had been resolved. They had driven out Magyo that invaded Hangzhou and even led to the death of one of their greatest forces, the bishop. By any account, they couldn’t have hoped for more.

However, the faces of those who remained bore no sign of joy over their achievements. For those who realized the power of Magyo and guessed the power of Heavenly Demon, all that was left was an indescribable pressure.

“Well, it probably doesn’t matter. It’s not an immediate problem anyway.”

Jang Ilso sighed lightly and smiled broadly.

“Rather than what happens later….”

It was a radiant smile, but the moment they looked into his eyes, Mount Hua’s disciples suddenly felt the hairs on their entire bodies stand on end.

“Shouldn’t we settle our issue first?”

Jang Ilso’s voice changed completely. The peculiar friendliness was gone, quickly replaced by a murderous intent. The faces of Baek Cheon and his groups instantly became tense.

‘No way…?’

‘At a time like this?’

Everyone’s body tightened.

They had always suspected that Jang Ilso might show his true colors. Wasn’t the reason they came to Gangnam with only a small group in the first place because they couldn’t trust Jang Ilso?

But no matter what, this is too urgent.

As soon as Jang Ilso finished speaking, Red Dogs quietly but quickly gathered around Jang Ilso. At the same time, Mount Hua’s disciples also confronted Jang Ilso, centered around Chung Myung.

Jang Ilso’s bewitching eyes and Chung Myung’s icy eyes became entangled in the air.

Chung Myung and Jang Ilso are in a situation where they cannot fight properly anyway. If so, this is a fight between Red Dogs and Mount Hua. Even though Red Dogs is extremely strong, Mount Hua’s strength was not to be underestimated either.

‘As for getting out of here…’

It was the moment when Baek Cheon was about to exchange glances with Un Gum. Jang Ilso shook his head as if he clearly saw his intention.

“My, my. Was it Baek Cheon?”

“…You punk.”

“If you’re that slow in calculating… you might survive in Gangbuk, but not in Gangnam.”

“What nonsense…”

The moment Jo-Gol tried to raise his voice on Baek Cheon’s behalf, he closed his mouth as if someone’s hand had blocked it. His eyes shook greatly.

He just saw them. People around them had begun to reveal themselves.

A groan naturally escaped from Yoon Jong’s mouth.

“Black… Black Ghost Fortress….”

Before they knew it, the elite of Black Ghost Fortress they had left at the entrance to Hangzhou were surrounding them and narrowing the siege. As if they won’t let even a single person escape.

If it’s just Red Dogs, they’ll somehow manages, but what if Black Ghost Fortress joins in?

‘Damn it…’

A gloomy look appeared on the faces of Mount Hua’s disciples for a moment. Jang Ilso, who looked at the scenes with amusement, laughed out loud.

“Aren’t you curious?”

A gorgeous smile appeared on Jang Ilso’s face. A cruel light flickered in his pale eyes.

“Fighting against a great tiger the size of a house… or to be surrounded by a flock of hungry jackals, which of the two would be more terrible?”

“You son of a beast….”

Jo-Gol’s eyes turned bloodshot.